He punched Jiang Hai back. Harkrov didn't stop at all. He raised his fist covered with thick red light and punched Jiang Hai in the air.) Bu-_first-shot
"Red Flame Fist"
Just as Jiang Hai stabilized his body, a flaming red fist landed on Jiang Hai's chest. Jiang Hai took a few steps back again and hit the wall behind him, causing the wall to shake slightly.
Harkrov slowly walked up to Jiang Hai and said jokingly
"With your strength, you actually killed that idiot Harkrog. It seems that Harkrog really deserves to die." Harkrov smiled with a smile on his face, as if the one who was killed was not someone at all.
Just like your own relatives.
"Forget it, you have done me a big favor by killing Harkrogg, so I will give you a treat..." As soon as Harkroof finished speaking, he quickly flew back because he felt something from Jiang Hai.
A dangerous smell.
"Boom" a foot-long fire dragon roared out from Jiang Hai's hand, instantly expanded to more than one foot, and roared towards Harkrov.
Just now, Harkrov hit Jiang Hai's chest with a red flame fist. With Harkrov's strength, he used all his strength to activate his fighting spirit, and the innate skill Red Flame Fist exploded. Even a person with the peak strength of the fourth level hero would not dare to use it.
The body was forcefully connected. In Harkrov's eyes, Jiang Hai, who was strong enough to take a punch from him, would be seriously injured even if he didn't die. But he didn't know how powerful Jiang Hai's God of War body was. Although he resisted his punch,
He suffered a lot of trauma, but it was not serious enough to resist. Jiang Hai deliberately pretended to be helpless, just to catch Harkov by surprise when he relaxed. As expected, Harkov was too arrogant.
Jiang Hai had never been treated as an opponent from the beginning. Now at such a close range, even if he sensed something was wrong and retreated quickly, he still couldn't completely avoid it.
The galloping fire dragon immediately drowned Harcroft. Jiang Hai raised his hand and chased the fire dragon with two dimensional slashes. He did not think that Harcroft could be defeated by a fourth-level magic scroll fire dragon spell. The fire dragon
After raging for a long time, it finally stopped and slowly turned into a sky full of fire, revealing Harkov inside. At this time, Harkov's hair and clothes were completely ruined, and there were two hideous and terrifying wounds with deep bones visible.
His chest was in a state of disarray. Harcroft was truly worthy of being a peak mid-level hero of the fourth level. He was hit in the front by the Fire Dragon Technique and hit two more dimensional cuts. He was not killed on the spot, and his whole body was shining with fiery red fighting spirit.
, his chest bleeding with blood kept rising and falling, his eyes were full of anger, he wanted to slice Jiang Hai into pieces and eat his flesh!
"Boy, you have the guts"
"Aren't you going to kill me with your own hands, then come on." At this time, Jiang Hai once again held a fire dragon magic scroll in his hand, looking at Harcroft coldly and said. Bu*()
"You little bastard, you know how to sneak attack. If you have the ability to challenge me openly," Jiang Hai looked at Harcroft who was about to run away but was afraid of the magic scroll in his hand and did not dare to act rashly. He was too lazy to say anything and was about to explode the scroll.
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Seeing that Jiang Hai was about to crush the scroll again, Harcroft finally began to change his color. With his current seriously injured body, he could not receive the fourth-level magic scroll, so he quickly changed his tone and begged for mercy.
"Brother, you are my eldest brother, don't you? Don't pinch me. You see, we don't have any grudges. It was all misunderstandings in the past. You have already killed my eldest brother. What's wrong with you?
,Brother, can I apologize to you here?"
Harkrov had no idea that Jiang Hai came here specifically to kill him. When Jiang Hai saw Hua'er's quilt and his grandfather was killed, the relationship between Jiang Hai and him was absolutely irreconcilable. Either you die or I die!
He thought Jiang Hai might let him go if he begged for mercy.
"You have two choices now!" Jiang Hai held up the magic scroll and said coldly, his tone was as cold as if he came from the Nine Nether Purgatory.
When Harkrov heard this, he thought he still had a chance, and asked hopefully, "What choice?"
"Ling Chi, or, cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!" After hearing Jiang Hai's words as cold as an iceberg, Harcroft finally realized that Jiang Hai had no intention of letting him go.
"Boy, do you really want to fight to the death?"
"Yes, you die and I live!" After Jiang Hai finished speaking, he crushed the fire dragon scroll in his hand.
"boom"
A fire dragon bared its teeth and claws and pounced on Harkov. Seeing the leaping fire dragon, Harkov had to mobilize his fighting energy to resist. At this time, Harkov's whole body was shining with red light, even more so than before and now.
He had no choice but to fight desperately. If he was not careful, he might be killed by the fire dragon. The fire dragon lasted for a minute and then slowly dispersed. At this time, Harcroft's body was as black as charcoal, and the fire fighting spirit protecting him was like a fire dragon.
It also disappeared and fell straight down.
Seeing Harkov finally collapsed, Jiang Hai took a deep breath and kept panting.
After a while, Jiang Hai finally calmed down his surging energy and blood. He lowered himself to check Harkov's breath and found that Harkov was not dead. This was in line with Jiang Hai's intention. He originally planned to just kill Harkov.
The husband took her back and asked Hua'er to kill him with her own hands. In this way, the guilt in Jiang Hai's heart might be reduced a little.
"Hey, what is this?" Jiang Hai lowered his head and looked at his chest. There was a small black animal pattern printed on his chest. It was furry and had two small horns on its head. It was lifelike and looked like the picture scroll Wu Tianqi had given him.
The little beast was exactly the same. Just now, Jiang Hai was hit by Harkrov's Red Flame Fist, and the clothes on Jiang Hai's chest were burned by the high temperature of the Red Flame Fist, which happened to be exposed. Jiang Hai touched it with his hand, but he couldn't feel it.
There was nothing strange about it, as if the little black beast had grown on his chest. Jiang Hai guessed that the pattern of the little black beast was the little black beast, and the original little black beast also ran out of the painting.
ps: Most of you who have read this haven’t collected it yet, bs hey!!!